Animals (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[Mr.Aznable]

He hissed, making a low noise. “F..Fuck..~”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She moaned, working slowly at first; she wanted to gauge how effective the tea had been.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He hissed, grunting as he gripped her hair firmly.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She watched him carefully; it was a typical response, so she couldn't be too upset about it. She kept it slow, not wanting to rush.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He suddenly reached and forced his cock into her throat, grinding his teeth.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She grunted in surprise, bracing against his hips to keep steady as her eyes crossed gently.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He let out a low, drug out moan as he drooled and pulled his cock back from her throat slowly.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Her eyes fluttered, tears pricking the corners as she watched him with hazy lovesick eyes.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He moved one of her hands to her throat before pushing his cock back in, so she could feel her stretching to accomodate.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She grunted lowly, trying not to squeeze her own throat to make it tighter for him.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Do you like that?” He asked, trying to keep his voice down, mimicking their rendezvous.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She grunted again, giving a weak nod of her head - or at least as best as she could with his dick in her throat.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He smirked down at her, releasing his grip on her hand as he moved slowly in and out of her throat.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She didn't move her hand away, keeping it where he left it so he could have a more enjoyable experience.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He let out more low, husky noises as he moved faster. “F..Fuck, lieben..~ Y-Your throat is so fucking tight..~”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She whined as best as she could, loving the praise, and tried to swallow randomly to make it tighter.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He moved faster, huffing and grunting as he tried to keep quiet. “F-Fuck..~!”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

God, she was having the time of her life, loving how easily and happily he used her.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He was moving faster, as if letting loose and trying to breed her throat. The idea was thrilling, and the breeze was a constant reminder that anyone could see them.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

The concept of getting caught excited her more than it should. What would happen if someone saw? She didn't know and didn't care.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

All they would see was her robust husband shoving his cock into her throat, and possibly hearing how much she was enjoying it.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

It was more attractive than it needed to be, it made her ache with need.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He shuddered slightly, moving faster and faster, struggling to keep his voice down as he removed his hand from her hair to brace his hands against the wall for balance.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She was loving this, grunting around him and working her tongue where she could.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“F..Fuck. Fuck, lieben, I-I’m getting close.” He hissed.